Текст и перевод песни Los Rieleros del Norte - El Corrido de Juan Acosta

El Corrido de Juan Acosta

Decian que cargaba el diablo
Mentiras no carga nada
Lo que carga en la cintura
Es una pistola escuadra

Y Juan Martha era aguerrido
Seguido por el gobierno
Los rurales le temían
Como si fuera veneno

Robaba y mataba gente
Porque asi se divertia
Su cabeza tenia precio
Quince mil pesos valia

En la estación de morita
Lo aprendieron los rurales
Lo llevaron a chihuahua
Policias y federales

- -MUSICA- -

Su pobre madre lloraba
Lloraba y se los decia
Si dieran libre a mi hijo
Diez mil pesos les daría

Ya no llores madresita
Ya no les ofrezcas ya nada
Que llegando aquel cerrito
Yo me rio de la acordada

Esta noche con la luna
Y mañana con el sol
Me van a quitar la vida
Sea por el amor de dios

Ya con esta me despido
Hay les mandare una carta
Para que sigan cantando
El corrido de Juan Martha.

The Ballad of Juan Acosta

They said he was possessed by the devil,
My love, that's just a lie,
All he has around his waist
Is a pistol and a knife.

And Juan Martha was a warrior,
Pursued by the government,
The rurales feared him,
Like he was some kind of venom.

He robbed and killed people,
Just for his own amusement,
His head had a price,
Fifteen thousand pesos was his worth.

At the train station of Morita,
He was apprehended by the rurales,
They took him to Chihuahua,
Police and federal agents.

- -MUSIC- -

His poor mother wept,
She cried and pleaded with them,
If they would set her son free,
She would give them ten thousand pesos.

Don't cry, my little mother,
Don't offer them anything anymore,
As soon as we reach that hill,
I'll laugh in their faces.

Tonight, with the moon,
And tomorrow, with the sun,
They will take my life away,
May it be by the will of God.

Now, I bid you farewell,
I will send you a letter,
So that you can keep singing,
The ballad of Juan Martha.